In the center of the hall on the second floor of the Great Mausoleum of Tirhalod, the huge ball of light guarded by the four lich statues dissipated the white mist that covered its inner darkness, revealing a desolate and vast pale earth full of death and slaughter in front of many undead. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Frederick saw that Hestia had regained control of the array, and immediately probed his will into it, ready to suppress all suspicious forces at any time, but only a skeleton was left in the empty dead space, which was almost mentally broken but still stubborn.

Hestia's thought moved, and the huge ball of light suddenly burst like a blister, revealing Bai Huang who was standing in the middle, he did not have any heavy injuries on his body, but the soul fire in his eyes was as weak as the light of fireflies, Hestia took out a precious "healing soul crystal" and came to Bai Huang, and the small dark blue round crystal turned into a liquid like mercury in her hand, which meandered in the air and divided into two streams, slowly flowing into Bai Huang's pale soul fire.

There was no special sound and light effect in the healing process, but there was a sense of adding fuel to the fire, such a rare spar that was hard to find was consumed in a blink of an eye, and its effect was immediate, and the faint pale soul fire quickly became vigorous at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, boy, is the skull broken?, won't the soul be damaged, and the insanity will be stupid?" Frederick tapped Bai Huang's skull, making a hollow thump.

"Old pervert! Your skull is broken! What kind of trial are yours? You almost didn't kill me!" Bai Huang, who came back to his senses, suddenly burst into a rage, and unceremoniously pointed at the old pervert's nose bone and roared.

Frederick shook off Bai Huang's hand, approached him and said faintly: "Boy~ After we regained control of the array, we didn't find any suspicious interference forces, do you know what it means?"

"The other party is very strong and highly concealed?"

"The situation you said is also a possibility, but even if the other party is a god, I am sure to grab his little tail, and there is also a possibility that the anomaly is from you, or that something is hidden in your soul or body. Imagine that there are some indescribable things doing all sorts of strange things in you, and do you feel the horror that you only have when you are alive?"

Bai Huang was silent for a moment, then put his finger on his jaw to try to summon the Pale Mask, but failed, and he couldn't even vaguely feel its presence as before.

"I think the problem might be with a piece of mask I once got my hands on, but I don't feel it at all right now. Bai Huang spread his hands, and there was a kind of calmness about breaking the jar, which means that I have nothing to do anyway, so I can only hope that you masters can see something.

Frederick stared at Bai Huang in a circle for a long time, and then put two wrinkled eyebrows on his eyebrow bones to express his solemnity, and then he also spread his hands and said: "Haha, such a coincidence, I don't have a rut, you don't have the slightest abnormal aura on your body, you can't be clean anymore." ”

"Then it can only be mixed cold, will this 'Festival of the Dead' continue?" Bai Huang was in very good condition after treatment, and after a big battle, he also realized what he couldn't usually comprehend by studying and practicing alone, so he was naturally a little eager to try the trial later.

"The entrance to the third floor has been opened, and it's up to you whether you go or not. After Frederick finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the hall in a flash, and Bai Huang bowed slightly to Hestia, turned and walked to the entrance to the next floor.

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In the fog, Bai Huang opened his eyes that were a little sleepy, but then he closed them involuntarily, he raised his hand to block the slightly dazzling sunlight, squinted and waited for a while to get used to it before opening his eyes again, and what he saw was a colorful world, no longer only a bleak black, white and gray vision.

He stared at his flesh-and-blood hands in disbelief, and then decisively slapped himself, he pumped so hard that his face was full of hot pain, and he didn't have to look at it to know that there would definitely be a bloodshot red and swollen slap print.

"This is the trial of the third layer?" Bai Huang's memory was not confused, he still clearly remembered that he had just finished the thrilling scene of the second layer and stepped into the third layer a moment ago, and then woke up from here in a blur.

Is it a mental space again, or is it really a brief resurrection?

Only when you have lost can you know how to cherish, this sentence reflects the essence of human lowness to some extent, but it cannot be generalized, people who are born "rich" can not really appreciate the so-called "poverty", whether it is IQ, emotional intelligence, status or wealth, they are not relying on simple empathy or the so-called experience of life to be able to understand each other.

I think it is difficult for those who have not suffered from ventilatory dysfunction to experience the pain of almost suffocation, and for Bai Huang, who has even lost the ability to breathe, how beautiful it is to be able to clearly feel the air filling his lungs through his nasal passages.

He closed his eyes again, fanned his nose slightly, sniffed the fragrance of the grass, the breeze on his cheeks brought a shallow itchy feeling, and there was a noise in his ears of bear children playing, it was annoying, but he liked it.

Licking his somewhat dry lips, Bai Huang opened his eyes and stood up, feeling the real touch coming from his lower body, he reached out to a certain part without restraint, and then left tears of emotion.

"Oh my stupid Oodoudou! you're finally back!!"

Just when Bai Huang was moved to tears, in the hall on the third floor of the Great Mausoleum, Hestia snorted coldly and said, "A man is really an animal that thinks with his lower body!"

"Hahaha! This kid is really interesting!" Frederick naturally laughed, but then became a little more serious and said: "Judging from this kid's soul that seems to be balanced between life and death, this level is not difficult for him, and the subsequent trials are not of much significance, since the vitality of the soul has been stimulated, let him go directly to the last layer." ”

"Is that good?"

"There is nothing good or bad, it is not a matter of one person or one country, whether it is right or wrong, whether it is merit or demerit, just to win a future. ”

"Didn't you keep saying that you were going to beat him, why do you keep saying those things about him?" Hestia felt an inexplicable sigh when he saw that Frederick was still duplicitous after hundreds of years. If it is the green years that have not passed away, the smile on the corner of her mouth will definitely make the flowers shy and the bright moon gloomy.

"You don't understand, beating him is not contradictory to respecting him, I was already able to beat him with great respect. (To be continued.) )